Some of my best friends are metaphors
By Jack
He is the little green light on his X box
He is the one that makes a yoyo go up and down
He is the sandy beach in Porta Viarta, Mexico
He is the twin of a goal
He is a stick going down on a slap shot
He is the purring engine of a car
He is the grandfather clock that wakes me up every hour
He is the fooze ball flying in the goal
He is the marshmallow on my shirt
He is my best friend
By Jack
He is the little green light on his X box
He is the one that makes a yoyo go up and down
He is the sandy beach in Porta Viarta, Mexico
He is the twin of a goal
He is a stick going down on a slap shot
He is the purring engine of a car
He is the grandfather clock that wakes me up every hour
He is the fooze ball flying in the goal
He is the marshmallow on my shirt
He is my best friend